The car screeched to a halt in front of the gate, the horn blaring incessantly. The gate man, recognizing Ehiogie's classic Mercedes, rushed to open the gate with a sense of urgency. But as the gate swung open, the car remained motionless, the horn continuing to pierce the air. The gate man approached the vehicle with a growing sense of unease, his heart racing with every step.
As he reached the car, he was met with a sight that made his heart skip. Ehiogie lay motionless, his head twisted at an unnatural angle, his hand pressed against the car horn and blood dripping from him. The driver's voice was laced with panic as he shouted, "Taar! I can't be the one to tell the boss this "
Minutes later, Vode's uncle, Prince Ewuare, stood over his son's body, his fist clenched in rage. He had just received a chilling call from the police chief, informing him that Ozare was alive but in a coma, and facing charges of attempted murder and assault on police officers. Prince Ewuare's anger boiled over, and he punched the wall with such force that his skin tore. "Vode won't stay dead; he's just a cockroach to be squished," he snarled.
As he dialed a number, his voice took on a sinister tone. "Paul! Long time, I need your assistance." He proceeded downstairs, opening a secret door that his workers never knew existed. The air grew thick with an eerie energy as he descended into the darkness.
In the heart of the building there was the witch doctor's lair, Prince Ewuare transformed into a figure of terror. He did that by adorning himself with beaded ornaments, bangles, necklaces, head beads, and rings, each one imbued with dark power. He filled small bags with strange powder and strapped them around his waist, the contents rustling ominously. With a flourish, he rubbed white chalky markings on his face, the symbols seeming to pulse with a malevolent life of their own.
As he stood before the mirror, his eyes blazed with m intensity. "Vode! Vode!! Today is your day," he chanted, his voice dripping with malice.
Vode, sensing the darkness gathering around him, woke up with a start, his body drenched in sweat, his breathing labored.
"It's almost over," he gasped